Category Archive: writing

She had wildflowers in her hair

She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading

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My siren

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.                                        My Siren The cold… Continue reading

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Don’t ask for less

Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry In life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached.                                 Don’t ask for less Echos of memories and… Continue reading

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In your eyes

In your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness.            In your eyes In your eyes. I’m everything,… Continue reading

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Relish and relinquish

Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to.                             Relish… Continue reading

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Show me the way to love

              Show me the way to love I found her sitting alone on a Friday night. Sipping a rum and coke. I requested to sit with her.… Continue reading

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My Winter love

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading

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Old dreams, wishes and whispers

Old dreams, wishes and whispers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful faces appear making you wish for different decisions and better endings.                                   Dreams, wishes and whispers. Old age make us ponder thoughts… Continue reading

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The lines in the sand.

The lines in the sand. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Come a time where we must decide what we truly need.                     The lines in the sand Two people had reached the end.… Continue reading

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Turn stone to flesh

Turn stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.   Stone to flesh… Continue reading

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